"I never imagined there would come a day when the energy was too dense for me to bear."
This little pain meant nothing to Li Yang. He even had the leisure to joke.
Once upon a time, back in the Mystic Heaven Sword Sect, he had worried about spirit stones every day. A good Foundation Establishment Pill had been a tremendous opportunity he could only dream of.
Now, top-grade pure yang immortal energy kept burrowing into his body even when he did not actively absorb it.
Li Yang had no choice but to slow down and circulate the Nirvana Thousand-Forging Art, resisting with all his strength.
He had to admit that this was the finest holy ground for body tempering, bar none.
Li Yang was only in the Nascent Soul Realm. Compared with the pure yang immortal energy filling this world, his body's capacity was utterly insignificant.
Actively absorbing pure yang immortal energy was far too unrealistic.
All he could do was temper his body as much as possible.
His recent progress had been too rapid anyway. This was a good chance to refine his body.
Pure body cultivators differed from cultivators of ordinary systems: they had no spiritual power within their bodies.
But body cultivators still needed spiritual power to strengthen their bodies. Their bodies simply did not store it; spiritual power was only a means of strengthening them.
Tempering his body was therefore the wisest choice at this moment.
Li Yang gritted his teeth, yet his lips spread into a grin.
Pure yang immortal energy surged into him without end, pouring into his meridians like streams of golden rivers.
His meridians burst, the immortal energy repaired them, then they burst again and were repaired again.
With every cycle, his meridians grew wider and tougher than before.
It was